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frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
porque
quando eu era um menino na faculdade
como ele de quem espírito na chama do meio-dia
truely
não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido
o mais saddest do ano
para vir assim logo a isto imaginou a obscuridade
escute o mar soando
fora de mim unworthy e desconhecido
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear

 



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